In the whole world there's nobody like me.Since the beginning of time,there has never been another person like me.Nobody has my smile.Nobody has my eyes,my nose,my hair,my hands,or my voice.I'm special.No one can be found who has my handwriting. Nobody anywhere has my tasts--for food or music or art.No one sees things just as I do.In all of time there's been no one who laughs like me,no one who cries like me.And what makes me laugh and cry will never cause the same laughter and tears from anybody else,ever.No one reacts to any situation just as I would react. I'm special.I'm the only one in all of creation who hs my set of abilities.Oh,there will always be somebody who is better at one of the things I'm good at,but no in the universe can reach the quality of my combination of talents,ideas,abilities and feelings.Like a room full of musical instrument,some many be good alone,but none can match the symphony sound when all are played together.I'm a symphony.Through all of eternity no one will ever look,talk,walk,think or do like me.I'm special.I'm rare.And,in all rarity there is great value.Because of my great value,I need not attempt to imitate others.I'llaccept--yes,indeed,celebrate--my differerces.I'm special.And I'm beginning to realize it's no accident that I'm special.I'm beginning to see that Ihave been made for a very special purpose.There is a job for me that no one else can do as well as I.Out of all the billions of job applicants,only one is qualified,only one has the right combination of what it takes.That one is me.Beause...I'm special.
My special dayMy Special Winter HolidayI had a special winter holiday this year.morning,after I had my breakfast,I went to the classroom to have my lessons.This classroom was different from ours.You didn’t have a fixed seat.I went there late,I had to sit in the last row.I couldn’t hear the teacher well and see clearly.In the afternoon,we went to computer classrooms to do our homework.Sometimes,the homework was very difficult.We may work out nothing more,but after a while,when I thought why I went here,I would do my homework again.in the evening,we had a test.I felt a little nervous.After three hours,the test wa finished.I went out of the computer classroom with a smile.On my way home,I said to myself,“What a great day!”
My Special Day It was my special day last Sunday because it was my mother’s forty-first birthday.I did a lot of things on that day. In the morning, I went to the supermarket. I bought a yellow sweater for my mother as her birthday present .It was my first time that I bough the present for my mother.And I make money by myself. I sold newspapers for a week. My mother was very pleased with what I did. How happy my mother and I were.